The Badboy's Heart | ✔

☆Sam is a boy's name

I closed my eyes and wished for luck. Then I pressed the doorbell and heard the bell chime. A slim beautiful raven haired woman opened the door. I quickly launched into the speech I spent the whole of last period at school memorising.

"Hello, I'm Samantha Jenner, Here for the babysitting job, I'm 17 years old, I attend Westhigh High School and I have no criminal record." Shit! I cursed inwardly, I was supposed to stop at "here for the babysitting job" but I tend to babble when am nervous.

The woman laughed, it sounded like music to my ears "Okay Sam, why don't you come on in and we will start the interview"

I nodded meekly and she shot me another 100 megawatts smile before turning and walking into the house- more like mansion. And to think I thought the exterior part of the house was gorgeous. The interior was mindblowing!. When I stepped in, it was into a hallway, a narrow one. Chandeliers were hung against the ceiling to brighten up the room, the walls were painted light blue. She led me through many twist and turns, that I even forgot the direction to the door. Soon we got to a room which I assumed was her office. It was painted lilac, and there was a huge black mahogany table in the centre with two chairs opposite each other. There was also a white Haier fridge, a cooling system, a flat screen TV. She walked into the room and I did also. I stepped into the softest white rug.

She sat down on one chair, and I sat down opposite her. There was an Apple laptop on her table, and notes. There was also a picture frame. The picture consisted of her, and a man.

"So Sam, I'm Natasha and your babysitting charge is my daughter Lucy."

"Okay."

"You won't be needed here most of the time, because I already have two older children your age, who could take care of her most of the time, but they sometimes have places to go and friends to meet." she did air quotes around "places to go and friends to meet". " You should be here at sound 3pm during the weekdays and you are free during the weekends."

"What time do I leave?"

"As soon as you put Lucy to bed, her bedtime is 7:30."

"Okay."

"So that's settled then, you would be paid 9 dollars per hour."

My eyes were as big as saucers "9 dollars!?"

"Okay 10," she paused "is that alright?".

Incapable of believing my luck, I nodded meekly.

"Good, I would go get Lucy now so you can meet each other."

She stood up and went out of the office.

I screamed mentally. I got the job! Whew, that's was a relief. I was practically fending myself.

Just then the doors burst open and I automatically stood up. A girl about 7 years sauntered in, i really like her hair. It was bronde.

With her hands Akimbo, she asked "who are you?"

Oh I see, she is the bossy kid. I could see her being a piper Hart from Henry Danger type.

"Hi,I'm Sam."

She wrinkled her nose "Thats a boy name."

I rolled my eyes, I hated it when people say that.

"It's also a girl name," and after an afterthought I added "short for Samantha."
I stretched my hand out to her for an handshake.

She eyed my hand warily "you are a stranger and my mum said not to talk to strangers."

"Well I'm no stranger, I'm your babysitter."